[b][i]Not a GM Post (Hanged will post that tomorrow)[/i][/b]

“Hello, Nuru,” Cynthia said confidently, “As for the bolt of lightning, that’s mine - I was trying to fend off Virgil, who was trying to… Woo me even though I don’t like him. And he just wouldn’t stop.” 

Then to Vane, she said, “I’ll spar with you later, Wilson, now let’s go as I think we share the same class.”

“We all do, by some coincidence,” Pablo interrupted before he followed Cynthia and the others, his mind already on how he missed Jeim’s training. Had the local not-so-secret Hammer aspirant already approached the guy? If so, this was a step to exposing Malenkov, disgracing Virgil, and finally, redeeming Jeim himself. All he had to do was allow Virgil and Malenkov to attempt to betray each other, then step in and use his power on Jeim to prove that the Hammer were just using him. 

A slight itch in his mind, maybe he should use his power to find out if he was falling into hubris as well as the many ways that this could go wrong?

Then the school bell rang again, and Pablo decided to delay that plan for later - A mistake he would later regret.

[@Not Fungus] [@Renny]

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Malenkov said, “So impatient, tsk, tsk, tsk,” before stretching out his bare and glistening right hand, which slowly began to manifest a golden, serpentine tattoo. This tattoo glowed brightly, then [i]flowed[/i] to the young man’s hand, where it then transformed into a sniper rifle made of hard golden light. Then, proving he was not suitable to be a Hammer, he continued, “My Noble Arm is a Tattoo [i]Needle[/i] which can create an unknown number of these fine toys, as well as various ‘enhancements’ to one’s physical capability. With this, I can bring down those two Senators with one shot. Then we flee! Of course, I know full well that [i]Virgil[/i] plans to hand us over to the police, so this gives me some nasty surprises up our sleeve...”

The whisper then reached Jeim’s ears and ears alone once more, saying, [i]The plan is this, JeimSeu. For Virgil and his gang to betray Malenkov and you, for Malenkov to try and betray them back, and for you to betray Malenkov so that you can stay in this Academy in order to find bigger fish to kill. Let those who are weak in heart be sacrificed.[/i]

Then something was slid under the shower room’s door, a laminated card containing the needed information on who were going to guard the Senators - Henry Durand, Jordan Quinn, and Oscar Helgrem, three students from their class. This card also contained data on their Noble Arms’ abilities and the route they’d take to the Founder’s Monument.

Malenkov blinked, “A laminated card, really? It’s almost as if they’re already planting evidence on us, and very badly too!” 

The golden sniper rifle had vanished as he said this, and he stopped the shower, dried himself off with a towel, and then slowly put on his clothes as he said to Jeim, “Give this card back to Virgil without him knowing, and by that, I mean plant it on his effects once class starts.”

Then the school bell rang for them. “Dammit! It seems we have less time than we thought…”

[@WindsOfFate]